Her Eyes

I could find myself in a trance for days, looking at her beautiful eyes I would gaze into her black lined windows into heaven. Finding our eyes locked now, but now can’t always go on. Now is over. I should not quit my stolen glances, gathering them as I go on with life. Because later we will have another now, and for that, I'll wait forever.

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